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SILENCE, PLEASE.

February 21, 2006

Gary's barking is reaching this fucked, unbearable level the last couple days. The random explosions, the incessant outbursts at visiting friends and his shrill ability to fill up the whole room and simultaneously rattle the deepest depths of yer soul.I don't know how to break the little man of his mighty decibels.- - - -I've tried the soda can full of coins. No big whup.I've tried the squirt bottle. He started to catch the spray as little "drinks."I've sat him down and tried a heart-to-heart talk. He climbed under a blanket.I've threatened him with his life. He took no offense.- - - -These little fuckers...man...that bark of his is enough to just ruin a whole fuckin' day.Help.

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